Novel & Cerita Cerita Lucu Exo

As I was feeling tipsy, my speech was slurred. “Do you want to get over the man quickly?” “Duh.” “Why not try dating me? “A rebound is the best way to move on, isn’t it?” I sobered up almost right away. Straightening my back, I looked up at the man. Before I could say anything, a man’s voice broke out from behind. “Luna, it’s really you…” I froze.

I couldn’t remember the last time I came here. Since Dean and I got serious, I had been staying over at his place—but that wasn’t enough to make him loyal. He had been seeing someone else the whole time. I picked up my phone and turned it on. There were missed calls from Madison, from my agency—but none from Dean. He didn’t think I deserved an explanation. He didn’t even bother to check if I was okay. I tapped on my I*******m app and almost fainted when I saw the headlines. “Dean, ex-boyfriend of popular model Ximena Branson, says they were never serious—it was a situationship they had both outgrown.”

Vera deadpanned, then smiled when he laughed, really laughed, the kind that lit up his whole face and crinkled the corners of his eyes. She liked that sound more than she cared to admit. They fell into an easy rhythm after that. Nothing serious, nothing heavy, just snippets of stories, childhood mischiefs, and mutual teasing that felt like balm after everything that had happened. He told her about sneaking out of his boarding school with his friend and getting caught three blocks away because his friend had a weak bladder and needed to pee every twenty minutes. She countered with the time she’d raced an undercover cop in a stolen motorcycle and only escaped because he’d pulled over to answer

“But beyond that… I’m curious.” I couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh. It was refreshing to talk to him. “Well, I guess I should start by saying I’m in the middle of a divorce,” I said, choosing to get that uncomfortable topic out of the way first. “The man you saw with me the last time, Derek is my ex-husband. We’re in the process of splitting up.” Joel nodded slowly, his expression softening. “I’m sorry to hear that. Divorce is never easy. But you seem to be handling it well.”

I went to my room, and my packed suitcases still stood beside the wall, waiting for the honeymoon Jared and I were supposed to leave for tonight. My chest tightened painfully. I stared at them for several seconds before finally sitting on the edge of the bed. The silence lasted less than ten seconds as my phone exploded with notifications. The very first one caught my attention. “AliceCare posted a new video.” I clicked the link and froze, my eyes widening to watch the modified version of my humiliating video. The video cut between my binge eating and Alice smiling elegantly in her wedding dress. The caption read: “Real change begins with honesty. Discipline matters.

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I swallowed hard as I watched in anticipation for the kiss to continue, but he kept looking at me with a mischievous grin on his face. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Go on your way," he replied. "I'll see you later." "You," I was disappointed. "That's all? I thought..." "I was going to kiss you?" He laughed. "Nah, my kiss is nothing special, you know." "Damn you Durelo," I hissed and grabbed him by the collar, pulling him in for a kiss and he laughed at me before giving in. - Kira -

Laughing while Rylie’s head hit the container, Exelle spoke as if she were enjoying the act. “I’ve always wanted to do this, Rylie. Thank you for the opportunity to hit your head like this, bitch.” ---